Pink Sunshine

So we sat in the house. All that cold cold wet day...my sister and I, last week, and we tossed around memories of hot summers from the part. The very few..

..That summer I was sick? it was a hot one. All through July and August, as I recovered, the sun shone and the radio played a song called Pink Sunshine

It came back to me when I was sticking down this page. It's a reflection on those holiday days when you have just had enough. You can tell by her face. Sometimes parents take the sightseeing a bit too far, they keep you out long after lunchtime. Or maybe it's more that you partied too hard the night before and still had to get up in the morning. But, whatever the reason, sometimes that sunny dispostion slips. It's happened to us all. Sometimes you can have too much holiday.

Sun shapes and circles cut with the Slice. Rubons and chipboard from American Crafts Dear Lizzy and a little bit of misting with a Studio Calico mask

The wicker picnic basket in the photo isn't ours. It belonged to the museum guide.

I hope you enjoyed Storytelling Sunday this month? You know what really struck me this time round? Not just the stories, it was the bits of news too. Some of you had taken the opportunity to share something good or to ask for a bit of a boost. I think that tells us about the Storytelling Sunday community. Everyone meets someone new when they join in on the first Sunday of the month (or any day this week - there is still time!). You can count on it.